Iego
Iego
For centuries Iego was a world of legend. Spacers in cantinas from the Core to the Rim muttered in drunken tones of Iego, some calling it a place of impossible beauty, others a destination of mind-freezing terror.
- Grid Location: T-7
- Region: Outer Rim Territories
- Terrain: Rocks, wastelands
- Diameter: 7,230 km
- Length of Day: Not applicable
- Length of Year: Not applicable
- Population: Modern: 4,500 castaways, unknown number of Diathim and Maelibi
- Sentient Species: Diathim, Maelibi, mixed-species castaways
- Species Mix: Humans (40%), other (60%)
- Languages: Basic
- Government: Competing tribes
- Major Exports: None
- Major Imports: None
- System/Star: Iego/Iego
Planets in the System:
Planets | Type | Moons |
---|---|---|
Iego | Terrestrial | 1,000 |
"For centuries Iego was a world of legend. Spacers in cantinas from the Core to the Rim muttered in drunken tones of Iego, some calling it a place of impossible beauty, others a destination of mind-freezing terror..."
Detailed History
The tales told of a rogue planetoid drifting through the Extrictarium Nebula, lit from all sides by glowing gases. Around the sphere hung a thousand tiny moons, the supposed domain of the Diathim, bright, ethereal beings nicknamed "angels." Diathim were said to be mercenaries pilots, drawing them ever closer and forcing their starships to crash on Iego's bleak surface. New castaways would find themselves in the Scatter, a glittering plain of hulking fuselages and picked-over debris. There they no longer had any need to eat or drink, and never aged—cantina talk had it that veterans of the Great Sith War were still scratching out an existence amid Iego's wrecks. Unless, of course, they were snatched underground by the Maelibi, or "demons"—giant subterranean humanoids with voices of pure song and bodies that shine like molten gold.
The stories seem outlandish, and it was only in the last years of the Republic that reliable routes through Extrictarium were found and circulated within the smuggling community. A settlement was even founded on Iego—the perilous town of Cliffhold. Unfortunately, the Separatists knew of the planet, and saw Iego as a potential redoubt should the war go against them. A Separatist flotilla drove the Diathim from the moon Millius Prime and established a web of automated defenses on the planet. In the years since, fringe squatters have called Iego home—and the planet continues to hold a grip on the public imagination.